Thriller Trainee

"Great!!!"

For the magician's declaration of "make a big fuss and behave nonsense", the clown and the mad hat of course agree with both hands and feet.

Not only did they agree with their hands and feet, they almost jumped on the ground and happily started a double bullfighting dance.

Seeing the clown hooking Mad Hatter's hand, the two of them circulated in excitement, Tu Yumen was speechless for a while.

He leaned behind Zong Jiu and lowered his voice: "...Aren't you kidding me?"

Zong Jiu turned his head, the inexplicable look in his eyes made Onmyoji feel a palpitating heart: "Why do you say that?"

Domemon: "..."

Isn't this obvious? What kind of dungeon do you think this is? This is a super S-rank dungeon. Why can you ruin this dungeon as simple as drinking water and eating? Hey! !

He really wanted to grab the magician's collar and roar to make him sober.

It's a pity that he dare not.

Zong Jiu patted Onmyoji's hand comfortingly: "Don't worry, I have a sense of measure and plan."

Just at this moment, the sub-system sent another warm reminder.

[This scene has an unknown source of pollution. Please pay attention to the trainees. Staying in this scene will continue to perform sanity checks, which may be accompanied by uncontrollable arrogance/paranoia/fear/mania/hysteria and other negative trends, please pay attention to trainees 】

Tu Yumen's eyes turned into horror again.

He thinks the sub-system is connoting a magician, but he can’t show evidence.jpg

"Okay, make a big fuss!"

"Then what shall we do, Mr. Magician?"

After the clown and Mad Hatter danced, the two stood side by side, looking at the white-haired youth with expectant eyes, wishing to rush into the crowd to make a big fuss.

Zong Jiu turned around and whispered in a very provocative tone: "Of course it's a great gift for this copy."

"How interesting is the upside-down world of animals and humans. Both humans and animals have the same arrogance when they become a ruler, right?"

The magician really deserves to be a god-man who can communicate with the two lunatics, the Joker and the Mad Hatter, just by looking at each other and knowing what they are looking forward to.

"look--"

He pointed to the distance.

The members of the cult wearing black cloaks still stood in front of the altar, chanting the most weird tune with sharp and high voices. Gradually, these voices condensed into a single piece in mid-air, undulating, rising and falling, just like the Buddha holding a scripture while chanting in a Buddhist hall during a gathering, with a mass of stuff stuck in his throat.

But once you want to concentrate on listening to what they are singing, these sounds are like thousands of needles pierced into the mind of consciousness, and people will involuntarily follow it, and follow that in a trance. The voice read.

Zong Jiu just diverted his attention and listened for a while, and he felt that his whole head became painful again, as if there were tens of millions of flying insects buzzing in his head, which was too annoying.

The voice of the sub-system recalled his sanity [Dying the sanity check for you, please wait...]

He rubbed his temples and said coldly.

"For example...they are too noisy, let's shut them up first."

The Mad Hatter and the Clown stood there immediately, bowing and saluting, "Oh, yes!"

Like a conjure, one of them took out a balloon, the other took out a hand/gun inlaid with rosewood handles, and rushed towards the outside with a sharp smile.

"The Mad Hatter Joker and Magician surprise show is coming soon, hahahaha!"

Domemon: "..."

It turns out that the "measure and plan" the magician said was that there was no measure and no plan.

He looked at the gray-haired youth with a look in his eyes.

"Now that we are trapped here, there is of course no better way other than desperately."

Zong Jiu comforted Tu Yumen and said, "By the way, how many more opportunities do you have to use your stealth items?"

Master Onmyoji sighed, "One more time."

Although he was still a little vacillating in his heart, it was all based on the premise that they could not destroy this copy.

This is not a kid's playhouse. The Super S-Rank dungeon is one-liner higher than the S-Rank. If the S-Rank is a small plane, then the Super S-Rank is a world of its own.

Like the dungeon of the crazy circus in front of us, animals dominate humans, and they are in a strict order with a clear hierarchical division of labor. It is difficult to find any loopholes or fatal logical problems from within the dungeon to break this boundary.

If you want to use physical means-what a joke. Not to mention that they are now deprived of their ability, even if their ability is not deprived, it is impossible to destroy the world.

"Oh, one more time. Then, let's exchange it. You can give me your props."

Zong Jiu took a shot from his backpack and threw a heavy object into the hands of Tu Yumen.

While the latter was shocked by his natural tone, he received a warm reminder from the subsystem in an instant.

[You have already obtained the transfer of S-level trainee Zongjiu? ? ? Level props: unknown key]

[Special Note: Use this prop to return to the trainee dormitory in an instant]

Tu Yumen suddenly raised his eyes and looked at him incredulously. The words were trembling: "You, you, you, you, this, this..."

"That's right, it's for you."

Zong Jiu lazily spread out his hands, "Give me your invisibility items."

The Onmyoji Master put his invisible props into the opponent's hands in a trance as if he were in a dream, and waited until the sub-system reminded him that the transfer of the props had been completed, he came back to his senses, Zhang Dazhang.

This time, Tu Yumen finally stopped stuttering, but when he opened his mouth, he raised countless questions.

"Stop it, we don't have much time, I will only answer your three questions."

Zong Jiu's palm was flattened, with an expression on your face that you have something to say quickly.

Tu Yumen calmed down his emotions.

Then he found that he really couldn't do it.

One second ago, I felt that I was going to die soon, but the next second I found that there was no way out of the mountains and rivers, and there was still another village in the dark. Who could keep my heart still like water?

Master Onmyoji wrapped the key in his hands with a look of excitement and shock, for fear of losing his only hope.

"Can I really go back to the trainee dormitory after using this? Right now? Right away, right away?"

"Yes, if you want to use it, you can use it now, and you can go back when you use it."

"What's the matter? How come you have props that you can go back?"

Zong Jiu: "It was given by others."

"Who?"

Zong Jiu was silent for a moment, "Anyway, you can use it, let's go, let's do something."

Tu Yumen felt wrong instinctively, and grabbed the magician's hem, "Wait, if you have this, why didn't you use it early?"

"No, since we have this, why are we going to make trouble? Now that we can use it directly, don't we have it?"

After saying this, Onmyoji immediately realized that something was wrong: "Wait, how many items do you have?"

But before he could finish his words, the white-haired young man put on his black hood again, and rushed out like an arrow from the string, and fell into the crowd of animals and cults at once, leaving only the Onmyoji standing alone. At the same place, staring at the back of the other person who was going away.

After a long time, Tu Yumen scratched his head and muttered to himself: "Although the magician is a good person, I don't want to give me the only chance to live..."

He stood there thinking for a while, and after he became more sure of his thoughts, he tangled up the keys and ran forward together.

Forget it, anyway, with the key in hand, you can go anytime, don't worry about it.

The magician can be regarded as his savior, since he wants to play, let's make a big fuss.

......

"Your Excellency the Duke."

It was hard to tell from the outside that any special carriage was parked beside the square.

The last cult member who was waiting hurriedly stepped forward and was about to help put down the pedals of the carriage, but heard a cold and majestic voice from the carriage: "Just go in like this."

Just go in like this? Enter the venue in a carriage?

The members of the Order hesitated.

It's not to blame for his hesitation, but even the king and prince of the royal city sat obediently in the VIP seats. As a result, the Duke swayed in and drove the carriage in. Wouldn't it be a bit wrong...

His hesitation only lasted for a second, because in the next second, the cane with a huge sapphire inlaid on the top gently opened the curtain.

The members of the cult was agitated, and immediately bent down, letting the way behind them come: "Please."

Seeing the carriage rolling towards the crowd, the survivor was frightened in a cold sweat.

After only twenty years, how could he forget it.

Twenty years ago, in the cult/cultist sacrifice, it was obvious that the cult/cultist npc of this copy wanted to summon the gods, but because of the mistake of the evil god’s name and sacrifice procedures. As a result, a black hole appeared in the sky after the completion of the festival. Accompanied by the monotonous and hateful flute sound, a certain evil **** who happened to pass by was sent down and punished, not only dragging this huge plane into the dark dimension, but also inverting the original pattern of this copy.

What did the dark-skinned evil **** with a hearty smile at that time say?

[Sacrifice and being sacrificed? Hahahahaha, it's so interesting]

No one understands His tone that is different from ordinary people and cannot be understood by humans.

Even just hearing it will plunge into unknowingly madness.

As a result, the identities of humans and animals have been reversed in the boundless madness given by such evil gods.

In the past, the people who were brought to the altar by the cultists were animals. Now, the people who are brought to the altar are humans.

No one found it wrong, except for the survivor who came to this copy from the infinite loop, witnessed with his own eyes and took a precious photo.

Although they survived, their sanity is on the verge of running out. Of the five teams, almost 95% of them went mad and died on the spot. Only by luck, less than ten people survived, but they were also caught in an intermittent madness that could not be cured for life.

Then, the survivors found that they could not resist the animal's orders.

Because the ruler is no longer human.

At the same time, the carriage slowly drove into the square and stopped in the most conspicuous position.

The person inside gently tapped the edge with his cane, his tone couldn't hear the joy or anger: "Which step is the ceremony?"

The butler standing in front of the carriage immediately replied: "In response to your Excellency, the Order is already preparing to summon sacrifices."

The devil was about to speak when he heard a sudden scream from the edge of the square.

He raised his eyes with interest and raised the curtain.

Under the bright night sky, the youth was standing on a new hat balloon. His white hair was hunting in the air, condescendingly overlooking the square below.

The raging flames ignited on the cards flying at the magician's fingertips, and then traversed red flames and landed from the sky, accurately falling to the place where the Mad Hatter and the clown were prepared, banging up the sky full of colorful flowers. And the latter one holding a high torch, the other holding a fan behind his back, literally fanning the flames, running around, spreading around the world like Prometheus.

"Come and watch the show! Don't miss the chance and never come again, and the clown, the Mad Hatter and the magician will give you love!"

The chaos caused by the three men abruptly broke the chanting before the sacrifice, it was like throwing a hundred ducks, a hundred noisy frogs, and a hundred geese into this venue, all the way along the way.

The man curled his mouth and fixed his eyes firmly in the air.

No one knows better than the devil, there is no escape method other than using his key in this instance.

Of course, even if he tells the truth, the magician can't listen.

It seems that he is born to like to fight against fate, even if he knows the ending, he also likes to make some senseless efforts and attempts.

But it is this kind of meaningless struggle that makes people feel expectant.

This kind of expectation even surpassed what the devil had previously imagined. When all hope was annihilated and fate was unshakable, the magician's eyes were dim, and he took the initiative to walk into the golden cage created by the demon for him.

It is undeniable that this kind of him makes the devil unable to look away.

"So, how would you choose, my little magician?"

no.1 whispered, as if talking to himself, bowed his head and combed another brand new red rose in his hand.

If the magician can survive this time and walk in front of him, give this rose to him.

The devil thought happily.